Mr. brain dead , time to get creative!

Its a sad truth that many of us who claim to be a possessor of an intelligent mind have ceased to *THINK* . They believe any story, any riddle , any thing told to them without questioning it, without testing it. They have lost their ability to choose between right and wrong. You ask why? The reason is very simple. They dont possess  the art of imagination . No creativity. let me clarify this first, Creativity doesnt mean painting a landscape or writing a prose . It means the freedom to make your own decisions . It means the freedom to choose the right path for yourself. It means finding a solution which is unique and out of the box for any problem . And you are brain dead if you believe any story you read thinking it is sheer truth without verifying it. You are a puppet if you obey every order without questioning its credibility .you do not deserve to be called a human if you choose to live this way. You were born for a purpose. You have a destiny to achieve . Do not waste yourself like this. Think , think about your own decisions , your own choices , do what you think is right, judge yourself the same way you judge others. Live your life . Write your own story. Make it more exciting by brushing in a little creativity to make it worth living. If you are a doctor than do not satisfy yourself thinking that the availabe treatment is the best , you need to believe that there are far better remedies available out there waiting for you to discover them. If you are an engineer than know that technology knows no bounds. If you are an artist that create a masterpiece more grand than picasso did . If you are a writer than believe in yourself to know that you can change the people's way of life , you can move them to tears just by writing your own thing. In this way continue to shine , find your place and DO NOT FORGET TO BE creative, innovative and original.

lets stop being ugly

it's funny how almost every single one of us is hurting. its like our souls are injured, they have lost the righteous virtue, now what is left is nothing but the corrupted spirit. it gets funnier if we imply the fact instead   of purifying ourselves, or searching for inner peace we emphasize on tearing apart other people, we believe that their sorrow is suffice to treat our suffering , its good to know that someone is in greater pain than us.. else doesn't really matter, you must be raising your brows by now, thinking that for sure i am talking about some ugly human category whose minority exists in every society but hey werent you the one judging that other girl yesterday because she was wearing lots of make up. werent you the one passing your commentas on a passing by couple? werent you the one brooding the negativity of hatred and envy for someone better than you.? and  it is also possible that you might be a saint and would avoid all vile situations and negative feelings, but there are many not so saintly humans out there like me, who cant help being mean. so, here's a thing, i know gossip, judging and negativity can be so fun but dude it just shows how very insecure we all are. Hurting others and gossiping, it kind of shows how we are suffering from inner peace deficiency. and in the end this very thought that i should get the best and no one could be more happier than me or more better than me leads us to a bottom pit with destruction of our very SOUL , of our pure inborn innocence , of any minute drop of good left. so instead of focusing on others , lets spend more time on ourselves! lets achieve that height of inner satisfaction and that pure smile. lets pray that it will be fine in the end for everyone out there. lets make this a better place to breath in. lets stop digging this thorny pits for other people , lets focus on forgiving, and most of all lets try to be a little more honest with ourselves just so we could acknowledge our own faults , as it is the very first step in our path to betterment.

Chained

I am a slave who dwindles in darkness, i crave for the glistening light but am afraid to look for it, to fight for it, I believe in the freedom of one's soul and mind but its almost funny how i contradict my own beliefs.  I am chained to doom like its my fate. the word *try* has almost ceased to exist for me. the so called demon with in me has devoured the remains of that petty weak human with high morals . guilt escapes me now. the sufferings around, the blood splatter, the gore beings around , all these realities are of no value to me, they have no effect and i have stopped all the efforts of creating a utopia. As i am chained to my demons, i am the proud prisoner of this selfish thought now: its al right as far as it doesn't effect me.